Cutting the Tree
Stretching out in all directions of this little town are forests, with lots of little trees that could make great Christmas trees.
So, with our $5 "Forest Service Christmas Tree Permit" in hand, we set out amongst the pines to find the perfect tree.
It looked like a perfectly symmetrical conifer among the other giant evergreens. That's the one, I said, and Travis made light work of getting it to the ground with his chainsaw.
The drive home: Lucy smiling because she is the lucky front-seat rider, and a Little Red Riding Hood one, at that.
The pre-twilight skies and scenery.
Everyone's favorite part is putting on the ornaments. Before the lights were hung, I kept having to remind them, No, no ornaments until the lights are up.
And here she is, a little skaddywompous Charlie-Brown-like, but our tree nonetheless. I don't think I'll ever tire of the magic of a white-lit Christmas tree.
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